The feeling of those lips made Bramen relax entirely, returning that kiss - though it was difficult to match Dorian's level of passion. A light hum came from the back of his throat, eyes closing as he welcomed his lover, bringing his arms around the mage. He was dazed for a moment as their mouths parted, blinking a little as Dorian began to speak, that tenderness in Bramen's gaze as he looked to the man before him. His hands came up to brace against the mage's chest, resting them there, idly letting his fingers stroke across the leather garment the man wore.
"You don't owe me anything, Dorian," the elf murmured, only to be cut off by another deep kiss. Bramen relaxed, bringing a hand up to Dorian's shoulder now, the other moving up to stroke through the man's hair. Apparently words didn't have a place here, not at the moment. Dorian's kisses spoke greater volumes.
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Date: 2015-02-06 11:29 pm (UTC)"You don't owe me anything, Dorian," the elf murmured, only to be cut off by another deep kiss. Bramen relaxed, bringing a hand up to Dorian's shoulder now, the other moving up to stroke through the man's hair. Apparently words didn't have a place here, not at the moment. Dorian's kisses spoke greater volumes.